#TIME TO RELEASE THE SITH ON VALENTINE'S DAY

[thesassypadawan]

💙Hayden (Hockey Loving DILF)🤍

Puck Slut .5 (Hayden x FemReader) *Smut*

Summary: After meeting at a local sports bar, Hayden and you hit it off over your shared love of hockey. What starts off as an innocent friendship, soon progresses into a few casual dates. Which some, to no surprise, involve watching your teams face off against one another. Tonight’s date is a bit different. Even though your usual bet is in place, loser buys the winner dinner the next time you two go out. There’s a new, more interesting twist this time of… spice it up more.

Puck Slut 1 (Hayden x FemReader) *Smut*

Summary: It’s yours and Hayden’s favorite time of the nhl season, when your teams faceoff against one another.  The usual bet is in place, loser wears the winner’s team shirt and makes breakfast tomorrow.  This time though there’s the new, more interesting twist of…fun and cum. (Hope you enjoy Puck Slut .5!)

Puck Slut 2 (Hayden x FemReader) *Smut*

Summary: It’s yours and Hayden’s favorite time of the nhl season, when your teams faceoff against one another. And, as usual, you two have a bet in place, loser pays for the tab. Along with yet another interesting little twist…squeeze and tease. (Hope you enjoy Puck Slut .5 and Puck Slut 1!)

Relaxing (Hayden x FemReader) *Smut*

Summary: Hayden’s been working out hard to get that Daddy Vader bod once more and boy does it show!  You just want to help him ‘relax’ after a long day of bulking up and what better way than a nice, steamy, hot shower.

Big Boy (Hayden x FemReader) *Smut*

Summary: Thinking you did a good enough job hiding your ‘little’ thing for ‘big boys’, you’re not only surprised when Hayden discovers it…but that he’s also totally into it too.

Morning Wood (Hayden x FemReader) *Smut*

Summary: What better a way to start the day than having a good fuck with some morning wood…especially when it’s Hayden’s.

Missed You (Hayden x FemReader) *Smut*

Summary: You miss your big dork badly, so when he comes home…  Well, you just gotta make up for lost time.

Not A Date *part 1* (Hayden x FemReader) *Fluff*

Summary: You never thought you would get an opportunity like this! Not only are you doing your internship on the set of Revenge of the Sith, but you also get to work one-on-one with Hayden. Who you can’t tell if he’s just being nice or if it’s something a little more than that.

So Proud *part 2* (Hayden x FemReader) *Fluff and Smut*

Summary: (Takes place during the filming of ROTS) You’re so proud of Hayden and you feel like words aren’t enough…that maybe you should show him instead. (Hope enjoy part 1!)

Broke The Internet...Again *part 1* (Hayden x FemReader) *Fluff*

Summary: Just a silly, little drabble about the whole Empire photos being released. Just thought it would be fun to share.

Broke The Internet...Again *part 2* (Hayden x FemReader) *smut*

Summary: Part 2 to my silly, little drabble about the whole Empire photos being released. )Hope you enjoy part 1!)

Chocolatée (Hayden x FemReader) *Smut*

Summary: All you want is to make Hayden some special treats for Valentines Day, but he has better ideas of what to use that gooey, melted chocolatée for.

Come Clean (Hayden x FemReader) *Fluff*

Summary: You finally get to go along with Hayden to a con!  And you, being the little dork you are, insist on getting a pic with your bf…just like everyone else!  Everything is going smoothly, but this one sleemo in line just won’t leave you alone.  It’s almost like they know about what’s going on between you two.

Fat Bottom *part 1* (Hayden x FemReader) *Smut*

Summary: Hayden was never really an ass man until he met you. Especially now that your ‘happy weight’ has set in, and that booty be popping…out of them leggings.

Sweater Stretchers *part 2* (Hayden x FemReader) *Smut*

Summary: Hayden was never really a curves enthusiast until he met you. Especially now that you ‘happy weight’ has found its way to that booty and them boobies…just more for him to love. Hope you enjoy Fat Bottom *part 1*!)

His Hoodie (Hayden x FemReader) *Smut*

Summary: It’s too damn early… It’s too damn cold… Lucky for you though, Hayden left his hoodie behind today. The one that’s oh so warm and smells so deliciously of him.

Little Red Dress (Hayden x FemReader) *Smut*

Summary: The low cut little red dress and matching heels, they just drive Hayden wild. So much so that he can’t wait to get you home and…enjoy a little show.

The Master (Hayden x FemReader) *Smut*

Summary: Saying that Hay is good at edging is a SEVERE understatement…the man is the master (bad joke) when it comes to it.

Like Rabbits *part 1* (Hayden x FemReader) *Smut*

Summary: After realizing that Hay and you share the same desire, you two have been acting like a pair of horny rabbits. ‘Hopping’ all day and night long.

Maple Flavored Sausage *part 2* (Hayden x FemReader) *Smut*

Summary: It’s all you want…the one craving you want the most…Hayden’s maple flavored sausage. And, of course, he isn’t even around to help ‘satisfy’ it. Hopefully he comes home soon and ‘gives’ you as much as you like…and then some. (Hope you enjoy Like Rabbits!)

Take Charge (Hayden x FemReader) *Smut*

Summary: There’s this one thing you’ve been wanting to try for some time now. A thing that really peeks your interest, but makes you so freaking nervous. Because, well, how the hell does a hamster go about wrangling a damn moose?!

Birthday Boy (Hayden x FemReader) *Smut*

Summary: It’s your man’s birthday! A day filled with all the love, presents, and…special ‘treats’.

Repair Kit (Hayden x FemReader) *Fluff and Smut*

Summary: You’re the on-set medic for the new Obi-Wan series. A verily simple, straight forward job…except when it comes to a pair of dumbasses. Who have no problem texting you in the middle of the night when they overdo it practicing…or when your new boyfriend accidentally gets out drunk. And tells you some things.

Feel The Force (Hayden x FemReader) *Smut*

Summary: It’s May the Fourth and what better way to spend it than with your big dork of a boyfriend, the dark lord himself, Hayden! Even though you two aren’t able to see each other all that much during the day…you still manage to squeeze in some quality time to ‘feel the force’.

Daddy's Girl (Hayden x FemReader) *Smut*

Summary: All right, you’ll admit it. You’ve called Hayden it multiple times before…just never to his actual face. Because you’d either die of embarrassment or…who knows, maybe you’ll be pleasantly surprised.

[drabblesandimagines]

Materia Pops

Vincent Valentine x reader Fluffy nonsense, potential for minor spoilers depending on your knowledge of the FFVII compilation, and Vincent is def out of character at this point in the game but let me dream...

Costa del Sol seems stiflingly hot this visit round, though maybe that’s more due to the manner in which you’d arrived, frazzled and somewhat flustered from the events over the past few days – surviving the trials of Hojo’s laboratory, followed by the Tiny Bronco making a crash landing and then Cid rejigging the craft into a boat to make it back to the beach resort.

It had been hectic and frightening, meaning you were given little opportunity to converse with the newest member of your ragtag crew, one Vincent Valentine, after a more than questionable introduction.

It had all happened so fast – the so-called security guard transforming into a hulking beast, leaving your party with more than a fair number of bruises and abrasions as you fought. The noises were sickening as he had returned back to his body – bones cracking, splintering in all direction, accompanied by pained grunts as he lay catching his breath upon the floor.

Cait Sith had approached, cautiously, saying something about how Vincent was a former Turk and had some history with Sephiroth.

You’d watched as he struggled to get up to his feet, limping back towards his sanctum. You don’t know exactly why you rushed forward when he stumbled, trying to steady him by his elbow. You felt his arm tense under your fingers, before his eyes flashed red and he yanked himself free from your touch with such ferocity, sending you crashing on your tailbone on the concrete floor. Only a second later, Barret’s gun arm cocked behind you, swiftly followed by a gust of air as Cloud readied his sword in retaliation.

You stumble back up to your feet with a poorly concealed wince, holding your hands aloft. “Sorry. I just-”

Vincent lurched forward, resting his cheek against the wooden door to catch his breath before he growled out an order.

“Get out… now.”

It was a complete surprise when he had boarded the plane hours later, after you’d downed a couple of potions and replenished your supplies within Nibelheim itself, somewhat thankful to say goodbye to the odd town. Vincent had made his way to the very back of the plane, giving a polite nod as he sat opposite, legs swiftly crossed, eyes cast down upon his lap.

Every once in a while, you swore his gaze fixed on you – a prickling feeling upon your scalp, though you’d never caught him looking, his chin tucked back under his collar so you couldn’t see the unspoken words on his lips.

Vincent had offered you a gloved hand when you’d hesitated, looking at the gap between the boat and the dock, worried you might fall by how big of a step it needed to be.

You’d taken it without hesitation and he’d pulled you up with ease, immediately releasing his grip once he seemed confident you were on safer footing.

“Thank you-” But he’d already turned and started to walk towards the ramp at an impressive speed.

The rest of the group seemed content to split up whilst Cid hung back to continue tinkering with the Bronco to make sure it could make the next part of its journey.

No-one was changing into beachwear at least – it didn’t feel right to truly relax, ready to set off again as soon as possible, but you decide you can at least wander the streets again, deciding to forego the segway this time.

“Beat the heat with this magical treat!” The vendor yells from his cart as you approach. “Materia pops have arrived in Costa del Sol…”

The small board positioned besides the cart shows iced globes upon sticks – all different flavours. It did look refreshing, especially as the sun bared down upon you.

You pull out your gil pouch, only to find it disappointingly empty. Of course, you’d spent the last of yours on potions and whatnot back at Nibelheim.

The vendor had already spotted you, beckoning you closer. “What will it be?”

“Ah, sorry… Gil’s a little light.” You apologise with a polite smile, putting your pouch back. “Maybe next time.”

You hurry away, deciding to head down to the shaded seats by the Card Carnival. You could spectate any matches going on down there and get out of the blazing heat – probably could even keep an eye on Cid...

It is a little cooler, thankfully – a refreshing breeze coming in off the sea. You lean back in the chair and take a deep breath, deciding to savour the moment of relaxation whilst you could, for you’d soon be traversing across again in search of the Temple of the Ancients.

It isn’t long until you are interrupted by a subtle clear of a throat. You open your eyes, finding Vincent of all people stood over you - a red Materia pop in his gloved hand, held out in a peace offering.

“I had to guess what flavour you would prefer – I hope I chose correctly.” 

You hesitate. “You got that for me?”

“Mm. I saw you at the cart earlier. It is my fault you are without gil, afterall.”

“Oh. No,” you shake your head in protest, but Vincent only extends the Materia pop in your direction once more.

“Consider it an apology for how I treated you when you tried to assist,” he pauses a moment, “if you would be willing to accept an apology from me, of course.”

You reach out and take grip the stick as he relinquishes his hold, not wanting to brush him off.

“Hardly necessary,” you shake your head, but take a lick of the pop, aware it’s beginning to drip in the midday sun. It’s refreshingly cold and sweet – made with real red fruits. “Thank you.”

Vincent nods, before he gestures at the seat besides you. “May I?”

“Please.”

He does so with a flourish of his cape, crossing his legs and then his arms, staring out into the horizon, as you eat your Materia pop in companiable silence.

It isn’t long before you hear Cid whistle – signaling he’s ready to depart when the rest of you are.

You swallow the last piece of your sweet treat before getting to your feet, Vincent immediately joining you – whether out of courtesy or urgency, you’re not sure.

“Thank you – again.”

There’s a hint of a smile on his face, though mostly obscured by his collar still. “I believe I chose correctly. Red is definitely your colour.”

“What makes you say that?” You raise an eyebrow, eyes flickering between him and the card tables as the two of you weave your way between them.

“It has stained your lips to a rather pleasing degree.”

You stop on the spot, face burning at his compliment, unsure what to say in response. However, the opportunity has passed with Vincent somehow already a dozen steps ahead of you.

You can only hope the heat in your cheeks has died down by the time you take your places back in the back of the boat.

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[eorzeashan]

Charm

Done for OC Kiss Week 2023, not the correct day but only doing one prompt and for Valentine's, so here ya go. :D

MEK-SHA

The lights of the densely populated mining asteroid faded into the background as Eight launched himself out the window of the Imperial headquarters, hot on the heels of the fleeing shadow who’d attempted to assassinate yet another Sith Lord– a disturbing pattern that had their masters crying for retribution.

He braced himself as the transparisteel shattered against his weight, releasing the room from the suffocating smoke the aptly named Sith Hunter had filled it with. They’d gone straight for the neck of Lord Shaar, and had it not been for his timely intervention she’d surely be writhing on the floor at this moment. 

Eight hit the rooftop and rolled, springing to his feet and dodging– one, two, he twisted around the last one to preserve momentum, three sleep darts all fired from the Sith Hunter’s gauntlet who slowed down minutely to fire back at him, but gave that up quickly seeing as it hadn’t stopped him at all. The masked felon clad in fully armored robes resumed their breakneck sprint across the interconnected veins of Mek-Sha. 

Eight followed not even one slow step behind, his body reading skills quickly taking in their stride and form to give him the edge. His lucid eyes tracked his mark against the neon skyline, and then it was over: he knew exactly where they were going next.

There. 

Eight broke off from the chase to cut a diagonal path away from the Sith Hunter, who stopped dead in their tracks as he disappeared from sight into stealth.

Where…?

Their finger hovered above the de-cloaking device in their suit as they tried to search for the Cipher on their scanners. They didn’t have to search long. 

Eight dove at the assailant from above, using the tight architecture of Mek-Sha to his advantage to circle behind him as he slammed full-force into the Sith Hunter to knock them off the ledge.

The assassin threw a powerful punch at him– one that would surely decapitate at close range had he not dodged it, but he’d predicted their form long ago. The Echani agent grabbed their elbow and twisted them into a lock, guaranteeing no escape for his opponent as they fell off the roof together.

Normally, he would go for the finish here. Let the enemy absorb the full weight of the fall. Maybe break something on the way down.

Eight did nothing of the sort. He instead, smiled down at the Sith Hunter as the wind tore at their skin, delirious with adrenaline and relief in those shining dark eyes of his. Illuminated in the bloom of the asteroid, his hair glowed stark as moonlight.

“You were always bad at hiding from me, Ain.” 

He flipped them around midair, ignoring the Hunter’s protests of “you idi-” as he muffled them into his chest.

They hit the ground. 

Eight felt his comms unit and other tecno-paraphernalia crunch beneath him. Then came the full weight of pain as he turtled to minimize as much impact to the assassin in his arms. The thud was audible. It rattled every bone in his body and knocked the air from his lungs, like being hit with a sledgehammer to the chest. He felt something break– and a bit of iron burst forth from biting the inside of his cheek. 

The world went black for a few seconds.

When he came to, the Sith Hunter was yelling. He couldn’t make out the words with the ringing in his ears and well– the pain, but he thought he could see the formed vowels from the blue of his luscious lips. Wait. Lips? 

Eight looked down at the object grasped in his hands where the Sith Hunter used to be. A mask. 

“What were you thinking, pulling something like that?! Are you trying to get yourself killed?! Eight! Speak to me!”

Unmasked, with his worry and face on full display, kneeled Ain’res in the flesh. His Ain’res. 

The Cipher agent had gone missing after Darth Vistasis rose to power with every source telling him he’d died in action– some grand explosion, but he’d refused to accept it. The Seven he knew was too brilliant to go out in such a way, or so he’d told himself in the depths of icy, seething rage that had Keeper forcing him into solitary before he tried anything that guaranteed him an execution. 

He knew. He suspected. He wanted to burn down the world for him atop a pyre of Sith, but the loveless stars above hadn’t granted him that absolution. So he’d remained.

Then the Sith Hunter reappeared months later, and he’d never known peace since.

The Chiss’ indigo locks tickled Eight’s face as the other agent grabbed fistfuls of his shirt to pull him up, ranting all the while about how reckless and stupid he was for doing such a thing, concern bleeding off him like the rivulets running down Eight’s head. 

He couldn’t do anything but laugh, soft and fond.

The sound froze Ain’res to his core, who stopped and gazed at him with his round, crimson eyes in confusion. Eyes as warm as the heat of a reddening sunset, like flame-flower syrup in whiskey. 

“I knew you weren’t dead.” His knuckle reached to brush against a ringed braid that had come loose, the gesture remarkably delicate for hands that did nothing but kill. “I searched forever. I thought I’d spend the rest of my life looking for stars in a starless sky.” 

Ain’res eyes began to fill with unshed tears. “I’m so– I’m sorry,” He stammered out, the apologies flooding from his lips as the dam inside him broke, as if he weren’t already broken, “I’m tired, Eight. I’m so…” His grip tightened on his collar, trembling with grief. “I can’t lose anyone else. I’ve buried so many people that I’ve lost count. You have to understand, if I lost you too, I…”

He was never one to speak with words. Eight gazed into his eyes once more, memorizing every line and feature aching with hurt and rage and pain. Their breaths crossed one anothers. Moving in, slowly, imperceptibly, he pressed their mouths together into a kiss, where he tasted just how deep his sorrow was against the plush of his lips. He didn’t rush. They had all the time in the galaxy– time lost, time given up, time taken away. For now, this was theirs and theirs alone. 

A small noise escaped Ain’res throat, needy and wanting. Eight took this as a sign to pull away, where the ex-Cipher stared back with a renewed light in his eyes, every nerve in his body telling him he mourned the loss of warmth. His gaze flickered to the glove that cupped the side of his cheek, then back at Eight. 

Ain’res didn’t hesitate. He grabbed him by his lapels, yanking him back into an even fiercer reply, a battle of teeth and tongue that had Eight murmuring approval into his deep kiss, one where they fought for oxygen within one another as years of hidden longing rose to the surface and spilled forth until neither could differentiate who had fallen first.

Soft. Safe. Warm. All else faded into white noise, until all they knew was the taste of one another. 

Eventually they had to resurface to breathe, where Eight took the chance to wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth, smirking. “I’m keeping this, by the way.”

Ain’res deadpanned at him, weakly swiping at it to steal it out of the taller agent’s reach. “I need that. Give it back.”

“Absolutely not. Besides,” Eight said, with a grin as wicked and slight as the waning moon, “it’s my lucky charm.”

[jedicreed-fr]

SITH LORE HATCHLINGS FOR SALE!! (Valentine’s Day hatches!)

@frbiodragons

My Sith dragons, Razair and Zhir had their first nest! The Rule of Two doesn’t apply here, as their nest came up with three Sith babies! These darlings are strong with the Dark Side of the Force, and are vicious fighters. Expect no mercy from them in battle...but also make sure your clan can handle the rage that is a Sith...

Now on the AH! But I’m willing to take treasure and gems for them through CR if you’d like!

Note--once you buy the dragon, you can edit/delete the bio as you wish!

Mhirr the Sith Juggernaut--Obsidian Metallic/Brick Shimmer/Cherry Circuit (45kt)

Kenza the Sith Assassin--Obsidian Metallic/Red Shimmer/Ruby Circuit (45kt)

Khakrohl the Sith Marauder--Obsidian Metallic/Sanguine Alloy/Ruby Circuit (80kt)SOLD

[crystalwillow]

Exiled Problems - Chapter Three

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x Casey Valentine

Features: Bryce Lahela (introduced in Ch.5)

Word Count: 2.1K

Warning: This AU features themes of; Angst, Swearing, Alcohol Use, Violence, NSFW Material (Mature Themes, 18+)

Tagging: @sophxwithers @otakudreamer @an-jell-o @curiousconch @mm2305

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About a half a month later the day of Casey and Ethan’s next date had arrived. Thanks to Naveen’s observational skills, he was able to shuffle Ethan’s work schedule so they didn’t have to wait as long. As he sat in his office on his break, Ethan’s phone screen lit up with a text notification. A smile broke out on his face when he saw it was Casey.

As soon as Ethan put his phone down, he clipped the lid back on his lunchbox and discarded it to the side, along with his paperwork. He then set about disconnecting his computer and setting it aside, the only thing left on his desk was his phone. The few minutes that passed felt like agonising hours before his phone pinged again.

A short while later a knock sounded at Ethan’s office door, opening it to find Casey he stuck his head out scanning the hallway before pulling her inside and closing the door behind her, blindly locking it as he pressed her against it, his lips hungrily meeting hers.

“Oh!” she yelped with surprise as she loosened his tie whilst he shrugged off his white coat.

“You have no idea what you’ve done to me, Miss Valentine.” he growls in her ear lowly, pressing his hips to her leg as he unbuttons his shirt.

Casey gasps before smirking, hands cupping the back of his neck. “I think you just gave me an idea.” She whispers.

“Mmmm.” he groans, undoing his belt and throwing his pants to the pile of clothes on the floor. His hungry eyes looking for the zip of Casey’s skirt. Mischief glowly in her eyes, she places his hand on the zip at the back and he smirks as he unfastens it. Their lips meeting hungrily once more.

Soon their clothes, save for their underwear, were strewn across the room and Ethan lay back flat on his desk as Casey sucks at his chest, grinding against his enlarged bulge. Grunting pleasurably Ethan planted firm hands on Casey’s hips, stopping her action. Casey looked up to him with question eyes.

“I want to finish inside you.” He whispers into her ear, his heated breath tickling the shell as he unclasped her bra, flinging it to the opposite side of the room. A surprised gasp followed by a giggle elicits from Casey’s mouth as her sensitive buds harden in the cooled air of Ethan’s office.

“Sorry. Thought we may need the AC on… full blast.” he says with chagrin as he switches their positions.

“Is that so.”

“Mmh.” he hums lowly in response as he kisses across the valley of her breasts, slowly and painfully making his way to her buds that are crackling with electricity. Begging to be touched.

“Fuck, Ethan.”

“Casey.” he pants between kisses.

“I can’t wait anymore. I… I need your tou- ohhh!” she gasps, a smile spreading on her face as his fingers push the fabric of her panties aside and start gently rubbing at the ache between her thighs as his tongue simultaneously flicks over one of her buds. “mmmm.” She hums as she bites her lip, fingers tangling into Ethan’s auburn locks.

It isn’t too long before Ethan’s standing upright, back against the door as small moans leave his lips, head lulled back as ecstasy takes over from Casey’s tongue swirling around his tip. “Ohhhh fuuuuck.” He gasps with a slight chuckle as Casey deepthroats him suddenly. As she pulls away she gasps for air, giggling as Ethan pulls her to her feet.

“Are you ready?” He asks

“Yeah.” She replies with a lustful smile.

“Are you sure?” He asks again, kissing under her earlobe

“Mhm.” She hums.

He spanks her ass with a hungry growl, and she yelps as he lifts her and gently lays her down on the desk, opening his top drawer and taking out a condom. He rips it open, slipping it on in no time then positions himself at Casey’s entrance.

“Are you sure you’re ready?”

She nods eagerly, gasping as he pushes in. “Oh!” she looks at him biting her lip.

“Is that okay?”

She nods again, gripping the sides of the desk as he starts to move. “Oh fuck.” she says with a choked moan as Ethan pulls her closer.

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“Oh, Ethaaaaaaannnnn.” Casey moans as he picks up his speed, grunting in her ear as she leans forward, kissing his neck.

“Yes! Right there.. o-ohhhhhh. Yeessss.” She moans with a throaty chuckle as she reaches her climax

“Casey! Yes!” He moans, throwing his head back as he releases into the condom inside her, riding out their highs before stopping as they look into each other's eyes, giggling and sharing kisses. Their bodies sticky and slick with sweat.

They stay still for a few minutes, basking in their afterglow. Muttering sweet nothings to each other as if they’ve been together for years. Soon the silence is broken by the sound of Casey’s ringtone and she sighs climbing off Ethan to answer it.

“Hello?”

“Is this Miss Valentine?”

“Speaking.”

“Hi, this is Elle at the dry cleaners. I would just like to inform you that your dress is ready for collection.”

“Perfect. Thank you. See you soon.”

“No problem. See you soon.”

“Bye!”

“Goodbye.”

Casey hangs up just as Ethan comes over and kisses under her earlobe. “Who was that?” he whispers, gently biting her earlobe.

“The dry cleaners. My dress I’m wearing tonight is ready for collecting.”

“Does that mean you have to leave?” he asks, the undertone of his voice sounding disappointed.

“I’m afraid so.” She replies, turning to face him. Their lips meeting in a sweeter kiss.

“Shame.”

“What is?”

“I wanted round two.”

Casey throws her head back laughing richly, “we have tonight, do we not?”

A smirk grows on Ethan’s lips. “Told you so.”

“What?” She asks in sheer confusion.

“That I’d leave you wanting more.”

Casey bites her lip as she trails a hand down his bare chest. “Are you implying that I haven’t left you wanting more? Dr Ramsey?”

“You’ve left me wanting plenty more. Miss Valentine.”

“Then I should head off and get ready for tonight.”

“And I should get back to work.” He looks at the clock, “I’ve slacked off and had my fun for now. Longer than usual, may I add.” He smirks as he buckles his belt and pulls on his shirt.

“How much longer?” Casey asks

“An hour.”

“How long do you usually allow yourself?”

“An hour.”

Casey’s eyes widen. “Were we?!”

“For two hours? Yeah.” He grins as he grabs his tie. “Pretty amazing right?”

“Amazing is an understatement.”

“Huh.” He smiles, turning to the mirror and sorting his tie, then ruffling his hair.

“Here.” Casey smiles, offering her hairbrush.

“Oh. Thank you.” He says accepting it before brushing his hair back into place as Casey tries to fasten her skirt zipper.

Seeing her struggle, Ethan reaches out and fastens it for her with a smile. “Thanks.” She smiles back, accepting her hairbrush back and pointing to the mirror. “Do you mind if I…”

“No! Not at all. Go ahead.”

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Later as Ethan leaves his office, he catches sight of Naveen approaching and sighs.

“My Gosh, dear boy. It appears the rumours are true. You do have a glow about you.”

“A glow?” Ethan asks, heading towards the elevator.

“Yes. A glow.” Naveen replies, wiggling his eyebrows.

Ethan sighs as they step into the elevator when Naveen whirls on him.

“So it’s true. You called her into work today and were indisposed for roughly two hours?”

“Does it matter? I’ve completed all I needed to today.”

“No. It doesn’t matter at all. I’m just simply curious.”

“Yes. It’s true, okay.”

Naveen chuckled as they stepped out the elevator parting ways, leaving Ethan to shake his head and roll his eyes as he headed out to get ready for his date.

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As Ethan put the finishing touches to his look for the evening his phone pings on the nightstand.

An hour later, Casey is waiting out the front of her house as Ethan pulls up, jumping out and walking round and gently pecking her cheek under the scrutinised eye of her parents.

“Good Evening, Casey.” He greets with a smile.

She nods in response, “Ethan.”

He looks at her sith confusion but it’s gone as quick as it came as he turns to her parents. “Good Evening. Mr and Mrs Valentine.”

“Dr Ramsey.” Casey’s father says sternly. “You make one advancement on my daughter tonight and I’ll have your job.”

“Dad!” Casey exclaimed, blushing furiously. “Ethan, I am so-”

She stops mid apology as Ethan holds up a hand. “It’s okay. You needn’t apologise for another's words or actions.”

“But he has no right to speak to you that way.”

“He knows.” Ethan nods, his intense glare never leaving Casey’s father’s. The air crackling with hostility. “Believe me, he knows.”

Ethan turns to Mrs Valentine in hopes of a warmer reception but it’s just as cold.

“Well. I see.” Ethan says, turning to Casey. “We should be on our way. The reservation is for 9pm, the restaurant hates when people are late.” He smiles at her, holding open the passenger side door.

“Thank you.” Casey smiles and slips inside, fastening her seatbelt. Ethan walks around to the driver’s door ignoring the daggers that are being glared at his back.

As they drive away from Casey’s house and towards the restaurant, Ethan turns to her as they sit at a stop light. “You look beautiful tonight.” He smiles.

She smiles back, though it doesn’t quite reach her eyes. “Thanks.” she sighs, fiddling with the hem of her dress.

“Are you alright?” He asks, taking her hand in his as they pull away from the stop light.

“I’m fine. Or… at least I will be.” she says reassuringly.

Ethan sighs as he carries on driving, seeing a part of how broken she must be under her calm and confident exterior.

As they pulled up to the restaurant, Ethan gave his keys to the valet as he took Casey’s hand in his own, walking her inside.

“Are you okay?” Ethan murmured under his breath in Casey’s ear. She gave a subtle nod in reply.

“I- I’ll be fine.” She whispers, as they briskly approach the doors, a few cameras flashing at them.

Inside it takes Casey a while to relax, a pensive look on face throughout the whole starter. Concerned, Ethan takes Casey’s hand over the table, rubbing soothing circles around her knuckles and shooting her an even more soothing smile.

“What’s on your mind?” he asks, tilting his head inquisitively.

“Hmm?” she hummed, shaking her head as she came back from daydreaming.

“What’s in your mind?” Ethan repeats, kind smile still on his face as he continues to rub circles round her knuckles.

“It’s…” she sighs, “it’s nothing.”

A silence hangs between them before Casey let’s out another sigh. “It’s my parents.”

“What have they done?”

“Banned me from seeing you after tonight.”

“What? But you’re an adult. We both are.”

Casey shakes her head with a sad smile. “That doesn’t matter.” she tells him, shaking her head. “I’m destined to be married to someone else. I can’t be seen…”

“With me.” Ethan nods, dropping her hand.

“No, I didn’t mean-”

“I know.” Ethan says, cutting her off. “Just. Let’s finish tonight yeah?”

“I… okay.” She nods, voices breaking.

After dinner was over Ethan and Casey split the check, Ethan drove her home and they parted with a simple “Goodnight.” as Casey walked inside and Ethan drove himself home. Heart aching from the sudden turn of events the night took.

Upon entering his penthouse apartment, Ethan tugged at his tie, throwing it to the floor as he made his way to the kitchen, pouring himself a large glass of scotch. After a couple of glasses he stumbled to bed, messily getting out of his clothes, collapsing on his bed backwards with a sigh.

“This is why you don’t date, Ethan.” he mutters to himself. “Because it sucks to get your heart broken.”

The next afternoon as he awoke to his phone pinging, he picked it up, a news article notification glaring at him from his screen and truly crushing his heart.

“Engagement Of The Century: Casey Valentine and Bryce Lahela, Where Will The Celebrations Be Held?”

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[brassbounded]

send me ‘ 🧸 ‘ for your muse to give mine a stuffed toy ( for Kylo & Anakin. Please grandpa give him a nice stuffed animal )

💘  Valentine’s Day Prompts!   💘 // no accepting!

send me  ‘ 🧸 ‘  for your muse to give mine a stuffed toy

His holocom flashed with an incoming message, after contemplating on whether or not to ignore the call. The Dark lord of the Sith straighten up his posture and pressed a button to accept the call. He hoped whoever was in the other end of it would be someone he can intimidate into ending the call prematurely. Unfortunately, who greeted on the other end was a women of a short statue with brown hair and eyes. He almost mistaken her with ‘someone else’ if not for the scoundrel at her side. 

“What is it?” 

“Hello to you too.” She responded with a tight lipped smile. 

“You may dispense with the pleasantries Your Highness, I am a busy man.” This time a raised eyebrow. “If it not a matter of great importance I wish to settle matters on my end.” He made a movement to press a button to end the call as Solo spoke. 

“We were hoping if you can look after our kid for a day.” 

A long stretch of silence. 

“What about Luke he would be a more suitable candidate.” now there is a grimace on both parent’s faces. 

“He’s off-world, assisting with the archival department at the moment.” Typical vague missions descriptions, even then to him its a matter of no importance.  He heard enough, the Sith lord was about to respond with a quip of his own when he sense a presence other than Leia and Solo, a semi bright presence its although the person was attempting to shield himself from being noticed. 

“Grandfather?” The child spoke with a soft tone as he realized Vader noticed him. Vader’s resolve held steady, a child should not have this much affect on hi–

“I still wish to be left alone without any badgering of politics.” he responded without giving a direct answer to Leia’s request. In his point of view everything was red even the smile on the Princess which has no affect on him. 

It would be a few hours when his holocom flashed again, this time he was greeted with the projection of his son. 

“What is it that you want?” He asked before Luke have the chance to opened his mouth. 

The Jedi smiled. “Oh I was wondering if you need some tips.” Then quickly added. “A gift for him would be nice.” 

“A…gift?” 

That annoying smile again. “Yes a gift, for you know…to make you not as frightening.” This would be the day.. 

“That is not necessary. If he is a Skywalker–” 

“He’s a child, and was told to be wary of tall people wearing all black.” Vader stared at Luke, motionless.  

“And you are not one of them?” 

“Well… I for one do not wear a mask, plus he does adore his ‘Uncle Luke’. A bit of humour faded from his features but his smile remained. “I’ll keep my comm available if you need me, okay?Please father, you’re our only hope. ” The call ends before he can have the last word. 

                                                                         —

Hours later, Vader wondered if Luke have only suggested on a notion merely get him to see him run around on planetside to find a suitable gift for a child. While he is not completely ignorant on children, in the past Anakin Skywalker would have relish on having one of his own. He would scoured through the holonet for information on how to care for one. Through encryption of course…. 

Now he is at a loss, reluctantly he considered his son’s advise on the matter. 

The toy shop was eerie quiet as he strolled into the establishment. Where there were happily, noisy children chattering on about the latest toys. It grew still as he approached one of the sections with many toys that were deemed appropriate for Ben’s age. Some of the toy ships look enticing, but really they weren’t any superior than the real ones. Then he look down the shelves that contained stuff animals. There were banthas, Loth-Cats,  Vulptex, even a Tauntaun and many others. 

Again he stared at them, for a long time before selecting a medium size Porg plush. He refused to release his ‘intimidation stance’ as he went up to the counter and paid with a credit chit. The person ringing him up look like he was being force choked as he shakily asked. 

“Do want this to be gift wrapped?” He merely answered with a nod, and with that ten minute long service of the person putting the porg in a box and wrapped it with decorative paper. 

                                                                         —

The next day, the day Ben arrived he waited for the Princess and Solo to leave the premise…. Once he  sensed them being off-world, he presented a nervous Ben with a gift. When Ben opens the gift with the brightest smile on his face that even Anakin surfaced from Vader’s exterior. 

[party-of-rpg-muses]

A Look At Stuff You Probably Never Heard Of: Heartbeat

Oh boy!!!! I’ve been looking forward to both playing this game and talking about it for a long while! I’ve been following this game very closely since I learned about it thanks to a video from Nitro Rad and anxiously awaited the full release of the game. And with Valentine’s Day right around the corner, I figured now would be a good time to talk about it. So now, here we are. I give you... Heartbeat! I want to mention that I wanted to take a look at this the same month this was released or the following month, but... I couldn’t finish it in time...

Heartbeat is an Indie RPG created by Shepple. She did the writing, graphics, and a few other things. However, the music was done by Harmonicblend, Pringle helped with programming, and Sil helped with extra graphics. Overall, the group is known as Chumbosoft. The game was made in RPG Maker MV and was in development for 2 years before being released on Itch.io on September 15th, 2018. It was later released on Steam on December 12th of the same year.

The game starts in Sunwich, a town in Outset. A young woman named Eve Staccato has been living with her grandfather in his shop alongside her Mogwai partner, a Cat Sith named Klein. Eve is a Conjurer, someone who forms a pact with a Mogwai and the two work together, often times the human’s heart making their Mog partner stronger. Her grandfather gives her the task to deliver a package to Solburg, only to quickly find herself getting wrapped up in one adventure after another, meeting other Mogs and Conjurers along the way.

On the Overworld, enemies can be seen walking around and coming into contact with them starts a battle. Enemies in the overworld come in three different manners; skittish ones that avoid the player when possible, neutral ones that go wherever with no concern for the player, and aggressive ones that directly approach the player when they get close. And each character in the party has special abilities that only they can use in the Overworld, like fishing, fitting into small spaces, or seeing invisible paths.

In battle, things play much like any other RPG game; characters taking turns in battle with the order being decided based on their speed. However, instead of “Health” and “Mana”, characters have “Pulse” and “Beat” respectively. And there is a “Heart” meter which, when filled to 100, allows one character to perform a powerful attack. There is also an AI controlled party member the player attains early own who is able to transform based on the Mog DNA gained throughout the story to assist the party in a variety of ways.

The sprites in the game are incredibly colorful, having a style all of its own. While the character sprites are all very simple, yet manage to make each and every character stand out from each other and have a lot of detail. And the vast music library all vary greatly from each other. They can be upbeat and joyful or sad and depressing depending on what the situation calls for.

So now it’s time to go over my Final Recommendation: Never Let Go Of It||Get It||Hold Onto It||Try It||Consider It||Stay Away From It

MAN! I am SO glad I waited patiently until this game was released! This game is incredibly cute and so much fun! And those who know me know that I’m a huge mythology buff. The Mogs in the game consist of creatures like the aforementioned Cat Sith, but also Kitsunes, Minotaurs, and Manticores just to name a few. And each and every Mog has an elemental affinity and with it, an element can be strong against another type, much Like Pokemon. For example; Volt Mogs are weak to Earth attacks and Earth Mogs are weak to Ice attacks. However, unlike Pokemon, elemental strengths and weaknesses are incredibly simple. One is weak to another, resistant to another, and take normal damage from the others.

And a massive saving grace in this game is that you have the ability to save the game whenever you want. Simply pausing the game and clicking on “File” allows you to save the game, no matter where you are. You’re also given the choice to save when something important happens. The game also saves automatically a certain points, such as when sleeping on a Sheepsquatch bed.

However, there are a few problems I have, at least during my playthrough. Biggest one being that early in the game, Klein can easily be taken out with one or two Toxic attacks. And if a Toxic Mog uses a Multi-Hit attack on Klein, she can very easily be defeated. But honestly, it’s more of a nitpick if anything and isn’t a major issue, especially since the problem is very quickly rectified.

[triforcedelgeezy]

The moment of truth, with all plan ahead for Katsucon 2020 coming along. I'll go through each character and meet up I'll be going as I follow all group post. Thursday pre katsu I'm going as Scarface Deadpool which there's a gabsty night and everyone hit the dance floor. Friday AM: Prince Eric, since its Valentine's day happening that I'll be going to the Pirate fandom and a Disney wedding collab later during the afternoon before sunset. I'll get a lot of pics with anyone dressed as Ariel. Friday PM: Sonic the hedgehog with the movie release on Valentine's day I've decided to bring him for the Smash bros ultimate meet up late night and after party. Saturday AM: Zapdos, as everyone as expected bringing my ace cosplay during last year during the @derpycon_official and @animenyc that brought my attention to fly over for the Pokemon meet up afternoon Saturday Afternoon PM: Powerline that I'll be bringing that everyone is expecting my dream cosplay to pull off. I'll be also be at the Disney meet up, as well. Saturday Night PM: Outset Link that I'll be going for a smash bros ultimate pajama party in the night. Sunday: Ash Ketchum I'm going full day wearing my Ash and I'll be at the 2nd Pokemon meet up. Which I want to make an easy stretch. I know there's a Star wars meet up, too. But I'm sticking Ash for this one, if I had a Sith lord for Ash. Next time As I calculated from last year, I'll be attending a total of 6 meet ups which I overdid on day 1 with 4 switch ups, day 2 3 switch ups, and zero day 3 with a total of 6 meet ups. This year I'm bringing 7 cosplays, and I'll be attending 7 meet ups. I'll be bringing for katsucon 2020. Thanks for everyone waiting for your patience. I know be a different meet up. With two Disney cosplays, two pokemon cosplays, two from Smash bros ultimate, and one marvel cosplay wearing this year. I've decided to keep it at seven and balance my schedule for Katsucon. I'll be looking forward going katsucon as my 3rd time. #abouttime, #njcosplayer, #cosplayersoninstagram, #finalize, #cosplaylineup, #nintendo, #pokemon, #disney, #marvel, #deadpool, #ashketchum, #littlemermaid, #sonicthehedgehog, #smashultimate, #windwaker https://www.instagram.com/p/B7WObQGj4Zn/?igshid=8djnqhtpm13f

[multifandombitxh]

Title: Sith Lords Don’t Sunbathe Pairing: Poe Dameron x Reader Genre: So floof, SO FLOOF, but also a lil spicy bc i was feelin it Warnings: Language A/N: Just some cute but also zesty fluff for the soul. It was really nice out today and I freakin LOVE spring (it’s basically spring here now ok) so this happened lol. Happy Valentines Day! :-)

The sun above you warmed your bare legs, giving the skin there a subtle glow. You flexed your toes and stretched, lifting your arms up above your head and letting them fall backward into the grass. It had started out soft but now you were beginning to feel the underside of your legs sweat, and you bet that if you looked, there would have been thousands of tiny, grass-shaped imprints against your skin. A breeze floated by, carrying the scent of the flowering tree above you on the wind and filling your nose. Taking a deep breath you closed your eyes, letting the air roll over your skin. While it wasn’t exactly warm, it wasn’t cold, either; it felt like the weather couldn’t make up its mind on if it was still winter or late spring. It was the perfect temperature.

When you opened your eyes again, you noticed the vividly blue sky peaking through the leaves in the tree, and smiled. You lifted your head to look out at the field in front of you, then back up at the sky, where countless fluffy clouds floated by. It had to have been some time past noon, though you weren’t sure. You were too occupied enjoying the peace and quiet to care what time it was.

You heard Poe shift beside you, moving closer to you. He laid back down, his eyes fixed on the sky, much like your own.

“Do you think the Sith like this kind of weather?” he asked in a curious voice, “I mean, they need some sunlight, don’t they?”

“I’m pretty sure they turn to dust when they go in the sun, so no,” you chuckled, glancing over at him. He was close; close enough that you could see the detailing in his irises and the pores in his skin. His mouth was turned upward in a half smile, that charming, heart-melting half smile.

“They probably have vitamin D deficiencies,” he went on, “I wonder if they take supplements.”

“Something tells me they don’t need them,” you replied, turning you attention back to the scenery.

“Maybe they take one day off a year and go to the beach, y’know? Like a vacation,” he said, speaking with his hands. “Can you imagine a bunch of creepy pale dudes laying on the beach together? They’d need so much sunscreen.”

“I’d rather not think about that,” you said, making a slightly disgusted noise. “What even brought this up?”

He lifted both arms and gestured to the air, the trees, the sky, and everything in between. “This did.”

“It’s a little worrying that you can sit in a beautiful place like this and all you can think about Sith Lords on the beach, Poe,” you said.

“Hey, I’ve thought about other things too!” he defended, sitting up and looking down at you. “I’m not that messed up.”

“Yeah?” you mused, “Like what? What else have you thought about other than Snoke in a speedo?”

“Well, for starters, the trees reminded me of Yavin so I thought about that,” he explained, “I also thought about how I need to fix a dent in BB-8.”

“Is that all?” you pushed, smiling up at him. You tucked one of your hands under your head like a pillow and waited for him to answer.

He thought for a few seconds, looking off to the side. Slowly, his eyes softened and a smirk grew on his face. “I thought about you, too.”

You quickly averted your eyes, staring up at the branches above while shaking your head and smiling. “Stop.”

“What? I’m being serious,” he chuckled, laying back down beside you. He felt much closer this time around for some reason. You were too nervous to see for yourself if he really was, or if it was just your imagination. “I thought about your smile, and how adorable it is when you talk about something you love. It’s even more adorable when you laugh. God, it’s my favorite sound, I never get tired of it, I really don’t.”

“Are you doing this on purpose?” you asked, shooting him a look.

“Doing what?” he said innocently, “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Oh, he knew what you were talking about. He knew damn well. He was always so open about flirting with you, to the point where people back home asked you on a daily basis if you were together. Not only that, it had been going on for months now, and he was relentless about it. If he wasn’t offering to carry things for you, he was winking at you from a distance or complimenting you until you were red down to your neck.

He knew what he was doing to you, that’s why he kept doing it. It was like he enjoyed making you flustered; like if he didn’t make you blush at least once every day, he wouldn’t be able to sleep at night. It wasn’t hard to tell that you felt the same way he did, because you stuttered and stumbled over your words any time he said something like, “You get more adorable every time I see you,” or, “I could listen to you talk for hours, say something else.” You always had to tell him to stop, or to shut up, to which he would apologize and leave you be, though you both knew you didn’t actually want him to stop.

You loved the sweet gestures and genuine remarks; he was encouraging and supportive and charming as hell. There wasn’t a single person dead or alive who wasn’t at least a little in love with him because of it, yourself included. The way he treated you felt real, like he wasn’t just trying to show off or assert his dominance over the others. Most times when he flirted with you, it was in private, just like now. The thing was, he did it in public a lot as well, so people were starting to talk.

“You know what I’m talking about,” you said, glaring at him out of the corner of your eye.

“I really don’t,” he said, still pretending to be oblivious. “What am I doing?”

He was really pushing this time. Your patience having worn thin, you decided to do something about his constant teasing. You were tired of acting like you didn’t like him, you were tired of him making you so fucking flustered all the time, and on purpose, no less. If he wanted to play games, you would too. So, gathering your courage, you moved into a sitting position and shifted to sit directly in front of him, locking your eyes with his and squaring your shoulders.

“What?” he asked, squinting his eyes at you in suspicion.

“Nothing,” you said in a sweet voice, “You’re just going to hate me after this.”

Before he could respond, you leaned forward on your hands and knees to capture his lips in a kiss, no hesitation and no warning. Just as expected, he completely froze, his mind having gone blank. You took the opportunity to move forward and hover over him, your knees holding you up on either side of him  and both hands on his shoulders, all without breaking the kiss once.

Having finally come to his senses, he reacted by deepening the kiss and seizing your hips with his hands, pulling you down to sit in his lap. Your arms locked around his neck, letting your fingers lace through his hair, to which he responded by sliding his arms around your waist and up your back. Running your nails from his hairline to the base of his neck made Poe groan in the back of his throat, the sound melding into the kiss.

One arm locked around your waist to keep you close while the other reached up to your shoulder. He kissed from the edge of your mouth all the way over to your ear where he pulled your lobe between his teeth once, then moved down to the side of your neck. Everything he did was making you dizzy, your head swimming as he held you, pressing his lips against your neck.

“I have no idea why you’d think I’d hate you for this,” he mumbled, the vibrations from his voice hitting your skin and making you shudder.

A grin spread across your features and you combed your fingers through his hair again, gently tugging every now and then just to elicit a reaction. He groaned again, the same as before, his kisses becoming much more fervent the harder you pulled.

“You’re sure you still like me?” you asked breathlessly.

“Definitely,” he chuckled. His lips returned to yours to further prove his point by nipping at your lower lip.

With that you released the hold on his neck and began peeling his arms away from you. Without a single word you stood and moved away, straightening out your clothes. He looked up at you, confusion written all over his face. You flashed him your most innocent smile.

“Uh, why?” he asked, his voice on the edge of breathless.

“It’s not nice to tease people,” you smirked, picking up your belongings off of the ground. “Hopefully you learned your lesson.”

Poe watched you walk off and blinked several times, running a hand through his hair. He placed two fingers over his lips and moved them back and forth absent mindedly, trying to memorize in his mind how your lips had felt. When you looked back at him and saw he hadn’t moved an inch, you decided to get his attention.

“Poe, are you coming or not? I want to go see if any Sith Lords are on vacation.”

[entergamingxp]

Resident Evil 3 Looks Like a Frightening Reimagining of My Childhood

February 5, 2020 11:30 AM EST

As one of the only mainline Resident Evil games that I haven’t played, I can’t wait to face off with Nemesis in Resident Evil 3.

There aren’t too many gaming memories from my childhood that stand out clear as day. Sure, there are several foggy memories of neat achievements, but only a handful that I can recall with perfect clarity. One of those moments is when I bought my GameCube off of eBay. I spent weeks looking for the perfect deal that would get me the games I wanted (namely, Tony Hawk Pro Skater 3 and NHL Hitz 2002). For whatever reason, I also happened to grab the Resident Evil remake in my bundle. I was instantly hooked.

I played the game back to front multiple times. I went out and bought all the S.D. Perry novels because I just loved the series’ lore. I even bought the guide book to Resident Evil Outbreak, a game that I would never actually play, because by the time my parents got a good enough internet connection, the Xbox 360 was out. However, even with all that Resident Evil love, I’ve never actually played through Resident Evil 3: Nemesis.

I’m not really sure why that is. I’ve had opportunities to go back and try it out. I’ve just never taken advantage of them. But now that the remake is coming later this year, I could not be more excited to dive into the one mainline Resident Evil game I’ve yet to play.

In 2019, Resident Evil 2 was the runner-up in my personal game of the year rankings (Judgment being number one). A lot of that has to do with the incredible work that the team at Capcom did with Mr. X. His constant presence in the police station was among the tensest and enjoyable experiences I’ve ever had in video games. Hearing his thudding footsteps echoing throughout the building gave RE2 a scare-factor that just isn’t present in many other games.

Interestingly, Mr. X feels like the final culmination in a long process that Capcom started with Nemesis. In the original game, Nemesis would pursue Jill at certain intervals, making it feel like he was always there. Resident Evil 7: Biohazard went a long way in fleshing out that concept with Jack Baker. Your time in the Baker house feels very similar to the police station, albeit with a lot more one-liners. And now, we finally get to see the whole thing come full circle with the game that started this concept off.

“I could not be more excited to dive into the one mainline Resident Evil game I’ve yet to play.”

And the best part is that, if there’s a developer I trust in 2020, it’s Capcom. That feels kind of weird to type, but the developer has been knocking it out of the park in a major way since 2017. In the past three years, they’ve put out three games (Monster Hunter: World, Resident Evil 7: Biohazard, and Resident Evil 2) that rank among the company’s six best-selling games of all time. And this isn’t some ragtag team; Capcom made Mega Man for goodness sake. It truly feels like we’ve hit another golden era for the company.

Plus, it feels great just finally getting to step back into the shoes of Jill Valentine. She hasn’t been playable in a prime entry since what, the Resident Evil remake in 2002? Maybe Revelations, depending on how you feel about that game. That’s wild for what is one of the best characters in Resident Evil lore. I know people love Leon and Chris, but I’ve always had Jill and Barry as my one and two in terms of RE protagonists. She’s the lock-picking queen! The Jill Sandwich! Jill is just an all-time great character that’s felt a bit forgotten about since the original Nemesis. Now, all we need is a Barry-centric entry and this RE fan will be over the moon.

“It feels great just finally getting to step back into the shoes of Jill Valentine.”

All that said, I do have a few reservations going in. As much as I love Martin Sandwich, I’m not sure if I’ll actually play the game’s online multiplayer mode, Resident Evil: Resistance. Of course, the hope is that neither game took development time away from the other, but it does worry me slightly that resources could have been taken away from the remake in favor of working on the new multiplayer mode.

The trailer also makes Nemesis look way more mobile than Mr. X. That’s not, on its own, a bad thing. However, part of what makes Mr. X such an amazing enemy is that he’s just constantly plodding along. You can’t stop him. You can only hope to run away. If Nemesis can just hop around levels, I worry that some of the tension will go away. It’s kind of like when they finally had Yoda and Darth Sidious fight in Revenge of the Sith. What were previously stoic, serious characters became a caricature of themselves. I trust Capcom to get it right, but I can see several potential pitfalls.

“If there’s a developer I trust in 2020, it’s Capcom.”

Of course, if they can capture that same Mr. X magic in a bottle again, Resident Evil 3 Remake might just be my game of the year in 2020. I mean, it’s hard to top a character that is basically Mr. X with a flamethrower. And a rocket launcher. And weird, tendril-like things.

Resident Evil 3 will release for PS4, Xbox One, and PC on April 3, 2020, and you can pre-order the game right now over on Amazon.

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February 5, 2020 11:30 AM EST

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